Monsters all around

Giants are all around, it was frightening the first time I went outside

my Father said "don't fear, just stay to the side and  keep well clear" 

yet they are so big, and have killed so many, although in my family they haven't killed any

for we are as wise as they come, I soon learnt not to walk in the middle of the thundering hum. 

a noise so loud, so scary too, ugly great beasts marching together

some with machines, making a sound so powerful. going on forever
killing millions as they go, crushing all in their path, friend and foe

we are a working race, we work quickly without any haste
not disturbing a single thing, we just work hard and quietly sing
carrying and fetching to pay tax to the queen, hardly heard and hardly seen
so why is it these beasts go killing?, our population must be dwindling
they stomp along in their things called shah - hoo's
well that's what my mother calls them, she said "it's in the news"

if only we could be big, like some great beasts
awful monsters, we would have a feast
crunching and munching and lunching on their bones
we wouldn't even hear the sound of their moans
because we'd be to large hearing their cries
their noise, their grumble or their sighs
oh, i wish I was as big as an ele - f - fant
instead of being a tiny little ant.